Like that

Damn, how you do me like that Damn, how you do me like that

Damn, how you do me like that I had your back, I was down on my last

Gave you my heart, you broke it, gave it back Damn, never had a nigga do me like that

Can't, never let a nigga do it again Got me fucked up, better run that shit back

I think about it, that shit get me mad Yeah, that shit get me mad

You know I'm the realest bitch you ever had How dare you try to make me go out sad

Guess it's my fault for just chasing your ass When I should've been out fucking chasing a bag

Fuck it, I guess that I'm back in my bag Back doing shit that be making you mad

Now I got trust issues, can't even fuck with you I had enough of you, I think I'm done with you

I get so sick when I look at you Thinking you cool and can pick and choose